Seasons

The Duckling and Gosling Debutants

March along with heads held high

The bear cubs flail with playful taunts

As children laugh ‘neath pure blue sky

 

The cold dead world, soon melts off death

The fruits and flowers dare to grow

The creatures breathe an easy breath

As ice yields to the sun’s warm glow

 

Then, once upon a minute’s past

The ducks and geese make their escape

Though feelings still endure and last

The snowflakes freeze the green landscape

 

It’s then that skies begin to churn

And those that breathe can watch their breath

The breathing ones to earth return

And those who don’t all mimic death

 

It’s then that frost begins its fight

And waters finally yield to cold

The snow falls silent through the night

As father time pursues the old

 

The brooks freeze from their bubbling

The weak begin a mournful cry

And tree boughs bend for reckoning

As one by one the old ones die

 

A lonely shiver in the cold

A blinding mist hides warming light

And all that’s left before the bold

Is the dark and chill of night

 

Memories fade and laughter dies

The sun sinks deeper and less bright

The twinkle leaves the tired eyes

And hopeful beings lose their sight

 

There is no place to hide or run

No voices dare a song to sing

The world chokes from it’s lack of sun

And nightmares bring the reckoning

 

All Joy is bound as if by rope

And still the belfries fail to ring

The cracks show in the glass of hope

When nightfall calls the reckoning

 

Then in the distance something stirs

The sun sings promise of return

Nature claims what once was hers

And souls wait longing yet to burn